The Village on the Cliff: With Other Stories and SketchesFields, Osgood & Company, 1869 - 277 sider |
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Side 22 - Queen Margaret and her son were taken prisoners, and brought to the king, who asked the prince, after an insulting manner, how he dared to invade his dominions? The young prince, more mindful of his high birth than of his present fortune, replied, that he came thither to claim his just inheritance. [21st May.] The ungenerous Edward, insensible to pity, struck him on the face with his gauntlet...
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